A Enemy to Lovers Holiday NovellaI started disliking him in first grade when he threw a frog at me and called my pigtails stupid.When we were in middle school, he called me four-eyes and made fun of my freckles.Thenin high school, he did something so bad, I swore I’d never say his nameagain, look at his annoyingly handsome face, or even waste a singlethought on him.And that worked out fine… mostly.Well, it didwork out until he showed up at my family’s cabin for the holidays. Turnsout, his brother started dating my sister. Please, someone, kill menow.To make matters worse, I’m stuck with him in one room, sleeping in abunk bed… yeah, a freaking bunk bed.I haven’t made a wish list since Iwas six, but I’m desperate, so I’m trying everything.Dear Santa,This Christmas, I only have one wish. Please, make Jonas Wilder go away.Love, Hannah***Standalone Novella, Safe and HEA guarantied.***